The dragon's harem

Chapter 235 The Butter Knife Strikes Back.

CLAP! Arad lunged forward, teleporting behind Connor with [Void Step]. He then swung his fist down.

SWOSH! Connor turned, ”Youʼre slow. That teleportation is the only annoying thing you can achieve.” He swung his claw and cut Aradʼs arm.

CRACK! Aradʼs arm popped back out immediately, and he swung it at Connorʼs face.

Thud! Connor blocked the punch with his forearm. ”I can smell that youʼre a vampire. Where are you keeping blood to heal yourself?”

SIZZLE! Connorʼs fur started disintegrating under Aradʼs fist as the void covered it.

SWOSH! Connor swung his claw at Aradʼs neck.

CHOP! Arad swung Alcottʼs sword up, cutting Connorʼs wrist.

”That weapon is sharper than what should have.” Connor smiled as his arm regenerated, ”You really remind me of Alcott. Youʼre even using his weapons.”

SWOSH! Connor swung both his hands at Arad, sending a barrage of slashes.

Arad lifted his fists to protect his face and upper chest. CLEAVE! Connor ripped Aradʼs arms off and severely damaged his upper torso and face. But there was a problem.

Connor looked at his claws and the bleeding Arad. ”You should be in pieces. Some of my attacks didnʼt cut you.”

Some parts of Aradʼs body were covered with a dark mist, connected to his stomach. When Connor struck him, his claws entered Aradʼs stomach and exited without ever managing to land a strike.

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As the city crumbled, the slaver from before rushed through the street and climbed over the rubble. He looked at the fight. ^I was right. Itʼs that kid from earlier. Heʼs fighting the bloody werewolf, Connor.^ He kept watching.

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CLAP! Aradʼs wounds healed, and his wings expanded, ripping his upper clothes to shreds. Two massive horns rose from his head as he glared at Connor with glowing purple eyes.

Eris stepped back. ^Thatʼs no half-dragon. I was wrong. He isnʼt a giant. Those black wings donʼt belong to a metallic dragon. Nor to a chromatic one.^

She could guess Arad was a true dragon, but not his true kind. ^It doesnʼt matter. If we didnʼt force him into the draconic form, we didnʼt really drop him to 0HP or even close.^

”Connor! Heʼs a true dragon. I donʼt what kind, but Iʼm sure it isnʼt a metallic one.” Eris shouted, ”We need to retreat.”

”So youʼre a true dragon?” Connor smiled, approaching Arad. ”I wonder what your flesh tastes like?”

Arad swung Alcottʼs sword at Connor.

Connor swung his arm up, cutting Aradʼs arm, and then kicked the sword away. ”No overpowered and sharp weapons for you.”

Arad pulled the adamantine sword from his stomach and swung at Connorʼs neck.

SLASH! Connor cut Aradʼs second arm and kicked the adamantine sword away, ”Forget it. You arenʼt as fast as me. And that dark haze of yours wonʼt save you every time.”

^Feel the void. Letʼs cover your body like flames.^ Aradʼs body started getting consumed in a thin layer of the void linking to his stomach. His body turned into a black haze of darkness.

SWOSH! The air started moving, getting sucked into Arad. The dirt beneath his feet crumbled as it was sucked into his stomach. ^Become the void, a mass of ever-consuming void.^

”What are you doing?” Connor jumped, swinging his claws at Aradʼs neck. SWOSH! The hits passed right through Aradʼs skin.

Strength and speed donʼt matter when you canʼt hit your target. Connorʼs claws are keratin, a technically dead tissue that could get into Aradʼs stomach with ease.

Connor quickly noticed that using his claws wonʼt harm Arad.

VROOM! KA-boom! Arad swung his fist at Connorʼs face but soon found his wrist bitten off.

Connorʼs body bent back, and he swung a kick up, hitting Arad in the chest.

Aradʼs body flew back, crashing into a wall. He could feel the throbbing pain in his chest, but it wasnʼt something healing wonʼt fix. Arad canʼt cut Connor without the magical swords, and Connor canʼt cut him with his claws.

FLAP! Aradʼs wings flapped harder than before, propelling his body forward. CLING! From his stomach, he pulled a small butter knife.

”HAH!” Connor laughed, ”You finally ran out of weapons? A butter knife is better than nothing, but it wonʼt save you.”

BAM! Connor stomped the ground, taking a deep breath. SWOSH! He swung his claws at Aradʼs face and ignored the butter knife.

SCRATCH! The butter knifeʼs blade touched Connorʼs skin, scratching a tiny bit, unseen by the normal eye.

BOOM! Connorʼs nipples exploded, ripping holes in his chest muscles. ”GRWAAAAAA!” He screamed, unable to figure out where the hit came from.

Thud! Arad stepped forward, sticking his fingers in the wounds on Connorʼs chest, hooking into his chest muscles.

”HRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” Arad screamed, using all of his might to pull the muscles out. CRACKLE! Fire and lightning rushed from his fingers and into Connorʼs chest, burning it from the inside out.

”GRWAAA!” Connor screamed, swinging his arms down, and hitting Aradʼs elbows. CRACK! Even though he could barely muster any strength, he managed to break them.

Arad stepped back, healing his broken bones for one last attack. VROOOM! ”Action surge!” BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!

He unleashed powerful punches, aiming at Connorʼs still gaping wound.

A shockwave exploded as the punches all hit Connor within the same second, cracking his bones.

Arad started feeling nauseous, his muscles burning, and his chest tightened. He had already gone after his limit. His void armor disappeared, and he could barely stand.

[HP:10/320]=>[HP: 7/320]

CRACK! Connor healed with ease, ”You bastard! That dark magic of yours is really annoying. Whatʼs that butter knife made from?”

STAP! SLASH! Connor pierced Aradʼs torso with one claw and broke his neck with the second one.

[HP: 0/320]

BOOM! Aradʼs body exploded in a burst of the void, and a massive jaw closed on Connorʼs arms, biting them off. He was forced out of his human form into his dragon form.

Connor jumped back, seeing the massive black dragon glaring at him. ”So you were a true dragon!” He smiled, ”It will be worth it.”

Connor opened his palm, and a red gem flew from where Xavvinʼs dusted bones were. That was Xaviinʼs phylactery.

”I was supplying him with my mana to regenerate, so I wasnʼt using any skills. But I donʼt think I can take on a dragon without going all out.” Since the moment Alcott killed Xaviin, Connor had started spending the majority of his power to raise his father again. Since he was the necromancer who got him up in the first place.

Eris watched the battle, but then her ears twitched. She could hear something digging above the ceiling. She looked up, ”OH! Fuck!” She expanded her wings, turning and flying away.

”Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Connor is too engrossed in the fight. He canʼt feel it. There is no way Iʼm remaining here.” She ran away sweating.